NCR: When I was a kid my Uncle owned land way up in Maine. It was so far up, Canada was across the street, literally. His property had a lake. I remember it more like a pond in 1967. I was seven, yes, I'm old.

My brother and I took a swim in the stinking pond amidst the mosquitos, gnats and leeches.

We heard a loud crash in the water, and saw a Moose swimming at us at full speed. My brother ran at full speed, leaving me behind. I quickly climbed a tree.

The moose could reach about a foot and a half from my leg with it's paw!

I was scared beyond belief.

I was told by old timers that Mooses in heat are really dangerous.